"It's good to be back," the teen said with a smile. Kaiza scratched one of his horns and placed his magazine. "Do you know anyone who can take a look at my bike? I got into a fight and the cur-. I mean, the guy scratched it up."
"Not offhand.....how bad are the scratches?"
"good morning y'all!" He strolled into the bar and right to his pillow by the fire place
A new arrival appeared at the doorway smiling a awkwardly. It was hard to tell if they were male or female. But they glided to the bar and rang the bell
Mathius Kothinto wrote:
"Not offhand.....how bad are the scratches?"
"Basically carved in. Can I bring it in to show you?"
*cute*
Kaiza Zenin wrote:
Mathius Kothinto wrote:
"Not offhand.....how bad are the scratches?"
"Basically carved in. Can I bring it in to show you?"
"Sure. Let's have a peek"
Sits at the bar, ankles crossed as she sips s'mores flavored coffee.
Kaiza ran out the bar and returned, driving his motorcycle inside the bar carefully. He turned off the motor and parked it. The Yamaha R1 2011 was red and decorated with flame decals. However, deep claw- like scratches were engraved into the metal frame of his beloved bike.
"We're you fighting a werewolf or something?" He equipped as he carefully inspected the bike.
Natasha Kitty wrote:
Sits at the bar, ankles crossed as she sips s'mores flavored coffee.
"Natasha! Welcome back!"
Perks up and smiles to Mathius, "Thank you! I was taking a walk on this beautiful fall day, I just had to drop in."
"We're always happy to see you"
Mathius Kothinto wrote:
"We're you fighting a werewolf or something?" He equipped as he carefully inspected the bike.
"I guess you can say that," Kaiza said. He quickly did his job, but the curse turned his bike into collateral damage.
"Aww, thank you for saying that. I enjoy being here too! Good company and good food!"
"Awww shucks"
Hums, sitting at the bar while drinking mulled cider.
Streaky sauntered up to Natasha and rubbed her leg affectionately, "Meow." He purred.
Perks up and peers down as something soft rubs against her leg, lighting up when seeing an orange feline. Smiling to him, she slips from her seat and then sits with her legs under her, "Hello there. Handsome kitty." Extending her hand out to him.
Streaky watched her move into a sitting position and then offered her hand. His golden eyes go from that to her face before he placed his paw into her hand, "Meow." He mews again, obviously not able to talk like her. But obviously surprisingly intelligent since he did offer his paw. Most cats wouldn't do that.
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